I grew up knowing about you
Heard and read about you
I sympathized with you
I cried a tear for you
I learned to learn for you
My eyes adored you
My heart unquestionably loved you
They said they did and I do
I swear I would give everything to you
But I always wonder if you know me
Who I am and what I came to be
I'm your son and a son for you I will always be
The day your sun rises is the day the moon will set on your sea
O beauty, what have you done to me?
Churches rang their bells
Mosques called for prayers...
To a God we will always seek
By my words I hope volumes will speak
For your agony I suffer down beneath
I bled painlessly in my safe keep
I dream relentlessly for your peace
O Palestine, if you only knew what you mean to me...
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Palestine
PoetryHere,where the hills slope before the sunset and the chasm of time near gardens whose shades have been cast aside, we do what prisoners do we do what the jobless do, we saw HOPE. A bunch of poems about our beloved Palestine.
